In the northern Ice Cap region, where the lands are thrown into a blinding white vastness, with pitfalls and dangerous blizzards that constantly blow, obscuring those who dare to pierce the veil of blinding freezing white.

Deep from one of the crevices a creature from the depths of the Demon Realm began to ascend the icy walls of a deep crevasse. His larger, and more athletic form he now took allowed him to spider up the wall at an alarming rate, from which it had taken ten minutes to reach the surface to garner a scale of how deep this cut in the icy terrain was. Down where it had been dark and cold... where no life could sustain itself.

He had come here for a certain silver crystal, as told by the legends by some of the mortals in these cold regions. He was interested in the crystal...and of the beautiful maiden who supposedly protected such a powerful item. What exactly the item did, Kaytor could care less. He began to wonder, if this ''immortal'' woman would taste better sautéed or raw. He licked his spiky teeth, chuckling as he crawled further up the wall!

Vyvian had reclined back onto a throne of ice, her legs folded over the other ,her sheer crystalline dress blowing in the ravaging blizzard. Despite what she was wearing, she did not feel uncomfortable. She leaned back, holding the rod which increased his powers. The silver crystal was within her sight, and she didn't have to worry even if she were to leave. "How boring." came her cool tone, yawning against her hand.

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Elvira's cape flapped animatedly in the cold Far North's blowing blizzard storms, her eyes glowing red in the rapid snowfall swirling around her. She scanned for signs of her prey amidst the chaos of the snowy storm, her body well attuned to the cold's icy embrace.

Riley, bundled with a heavy jacket and his guide looked uneasy in the storm. "Keep an eye open!" cried the guide, holding his rifle before him tightly. Riley drew his handgun, flipping off the safety:

He looked about in the white mist, the roaring wind was near deafening as he tried to figure what was out there, threatening to end their lives. "We need to stick together!" cried the young man, as he kept alert.

Elvira picked up on Riley and his guide's voice. She smiled, rushing through the torrent of falling snow, the wind picking up as she moved. Almost as swift as the wind, the guide was snatched away from Riley's side, his scream carrying on the wind, as well as a loud, wet CRUNCH which silenced the guide's screams...

Amidst the snow field, Elvira fed from the guide's life blood, his essence slipping from within him into her own core. "Glurp...glurp...glurp...glurp..." she gulps, warm iron rich blood traveling down her throat with descending lumps embossing her pale neck, drinking deeply with her eyes closed, a calm look upon her face as she fed with the raging storm around her, her cape flapping as she fed from this poor unfortunate meat bag...

Riley turned abruptly hearing his guide scream before the wet crunch echoed, silencing him. Riley physically winced, knowing he was now alone in this snow storm. He bit his lip, gun trained ahead of him as he stepped further into the curtain of white. He could see a dark shape flapping in view, his first thought was some sort of tent or tarp. Upon closer inspection, however, he quickly could see it was the cape belonging to a hunched over figure.

Loud slurping sounds came from its direction, and Riley paused, feeling his stomach lurch as he leveled his fire arm. "Mike?" he called out, trying to get the figure to turn itself around..

Elvira paused, hearing Riley's voice. With Mike dead in her hands, having severed his carotid artery, she withdrew her fangs from the bloody neck, her teeth stained crimson like her lips and chin. Blood dribbled off, staining the white snow as she turned with glowing red eyes towards Riley, her lovely face painted with blood as she snickered seductively, licking her fangs with her tongue playfully. "Mmm...seconds." she said in a low, sultry tone. She tossed the lifeless corpse aside and sprinted towards Riley with both her hand's gripped into claws, ready to strike!

Elvira De Voure wrote:Elvira paused, hearing Riley's voice. With Mike dead in her hands, having severed his carotid artery, she withdrew her fangs from the bloody neck, her teeth stained crimson like her lips and chin. Blood dribbled off, staining the white snow as she turned with glowing red eyes towards Riley, her lovely face painted with blood as she snickered seductively, licking her fangs with her tongue playfully. "Mmm...seconds." she said in a low, sultry tone. She tossed the lifeless corpse aside and sprinted towards Riley with both her hand's gripped into claws, ready to strike!

Riley back stepped, firing two 10mm rounds aimed at her chest, but she was moving so quickly he wasn't sure if they'd land! As a backup method, he back pedaled, blind firing as he turned and ran, he would need to avoid a direct confrontation with the beautiful, yet deadly Nightingale! He slipped, yet stayed on his feet upon the glacial ice and thick snow, his handgun firing behind him in loud 10mm clatter.

Elvira dodged the bullets as they were fired upon her, with relative ease thanks to her speed. However, she did receive grazed wounds, and three plinked off her bracers as she lunged, jumping up in a tremendous bound and landed onto his back! On his face against the snow, Riley now had the lovely Elvira straddling his back. "What? Leaving so soon?" she asked, faux disappointment in her voice. Her bloody fangs quickly peeled back into a cruel crimson smile as she leans her head at the side of Riley's face, her tongue covered in Mike's blood glides against his lower chin up across his cheek of the right side of his face. "Mmm... you taste... delicious." she growled, nipping his ear as she lay upon his back, her clawed fingers digging into his sides, yanking down his jacket and exposing his throbbing neck. Eyes filled with ecstasy, she chuckled darkly. "Nnnaahhh!" she moaned, widening her mouth, her long fangs pressing lightly against his neck, lightly gliding down before their surgical points pressed against the throbbing vein at the side of his throat. "Hmhmhm..." she chuckled again, a loud roaring, bestial hiss expelling from her throat as she went in for the kill!

Riley could feel the woman's lithe body against his back, his body forced face first into the snow as he was left prey to her devices. He grumbled, grunting as she playfully licked him and danced her sharp fangs down his neck. However as soon as she went in for the kill, he pulled his elbow back, elbowing the side of her face, her fangs scratching his neck. With his neck out of serious danger, he rolled with her on him down an icy slope, her body squished against him as they rolled down to the base of the hill where they were separated. Cold, bleeding shallowly, and dazed, Riley raises his weapon and swings his body around, looking for the Vampire. Once he spotted her, he stood up, firing twice more with his gun at her stomach while she lay there. "The hell! What the hell?!" he shouted, backing up, the storm around them getting worse.

Riley Pearce wrote:Riley could feel the woman's lithe body against his back, his body forced face first into the snow as he was left prey to her devices. He grumbled, grunting as she playfully licked him and danced her sharp fangs down his neck. However as soon as she went in for the kill, he pulled his elbow back, elbowing the side of her face, her fangs scratching his neck. With his neck out of serious danger, he rolled with her on him down an icy slope, her body squished against him as they rolled down to the base of the hill where they were separated. Cold, bleeding shallowly, and dazed, Riley raises his weapon and swings his body around, looking for the Vampire. Once he spotted her, he stood up, firing twice more with his gun at her stomach while she lay there. "The hell! What the hell?!" he shouted, backing up, the storm around them getting worse.

Elvira snarled, recovering from their tumble down the slope, kneeling up to her feet when she let out exclaimed cries as the two 10mm slugs ripped into her insides. She falls to her knees, her head shooting up as she grimaces, fangs clenched as she continued to charge forth with her hand over her bleeding stomach, lurching forward and swinging her arm at his hand, knocking away the gun, her maw enclosed around his right shoulder, the needle like teeth biting down hard as she took him down, forcing him onto his back!